เข้าสู่ระบบSophia blinked, there was a hint of hesitation in her eyes before she slowly recounted the entire incident. "Rose was the one who called and invited me.” She said, Beatrice's eyes widened slightly in shock but she didn't interrupt Sophia and let her continue speaking. Sophia took a deep breat
King Corp Alex stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows in his office, his hands tucked casually into his pockets as he gazed at the sprawling city below. The afternoon sun streamed through the glass, but it did little to soften the cold aura surrounding him. Knock. Knock. "Come in." Dere
At the Gray Mansion. The weather was pleasant. The afternoon sun shone warmly over the garden while a gentle breeze carried the fragrance of blooming flowers. Beatrice sat leisurely in her usual spot, sipping tea as she admired the scenery. Everything was peaceful until she was interrupted. "Mada
But it was more than enough to make the public believe something had happened. Sophia felt as if the ground beneath her feet had disappeared. "This..." Her lips trembled. "This isn't true." Her friends looked at one another awkwardly. No one knew what to say. The café had already exploded into c
The following morning began like any other. Sunlight spilled across the city skyline while millions of people started their day completely unaware that a storm was about to erupt. At Gray Mansion, breakfast was proceeding peacefully. William sat at the head of the table reading through several bu
Rose rested her chin against her hand as she stared out the window, watching the city lights blur past one after another. The silence wasn't uncomfortable. If anything, she found herself enjoying it. After everything that had happened recently, simply sitting beside Alex somehow felt relaxing. Ev
The ringtone buzzed sharply through the stillness of the office. Alex didn’t flinch. He reached for his phone, eyes narrowed as the screen lit up. The name flashing on the display was one he trusted more than most—Reed, one of his most loyal men. “Speak,” Alex said the moment the line connected.
William clenched his jaw. He knew Anne wasn’t bluffing. The Anderson family had the power to make his life far more difficult if he continued to resist. But still, letting Rose go meant giving up control over her, and he wasn’t ready for that. "You’re asking me to give up my own daughter," he said
The next day, Rose sat in the sunroom with Anne, sipping tea while flipping through an old book she had pulled from the family’s extensive library. The warm golden light streamed through the glass walls, casting soft shadows across the polished floor. Anne, ever the poised and graceful matriarch,
The car came to a smooth stop in front of a modern, stylish building with neon accents and a sleek black-and-gold sign that read The Luxe Lounge. It had a mix of a high-end arcade, a private club, and a casual dining area—clearly designed for the elite high school crowd looking for entertainment.







